Chapter 2262

Leng Hua's figure flashed in front of Sun Wukong like a ghost. He stretched his right hand forward, and an ice cone over two meters long instantly condensed in the air, extremely sharp, and stabbed toward Sun Wukong's body.

"Clang!"

With a crisp sound, Sun Wukong swung his staff upward and blocked the ice cone away.

"In my cold world, there is not a trace of temperature."

"Give up; your resistance has no meaning at all."

Leng Hua curled his lips, revealing a wicked smile, and then said.

"Is that so?"

Sun Wukong glared back and then said.

A look of contempt appeared in Leng Hua's eyes, but he quickly formed seals with both hands. In an instant, the temperature of the entire dilapidated house plummeted; it seemed as if the temperature here had truly been drained away in an instant.

"I know you are not afraid of the power of strange fire, but I believe your body definitely cannot resist solid ice."

Leng Hua's pupils had already turned blue, and he said.

Sun Wukong furrowed his brows; he faintly felt a sense of unease because he had already heard slight crackling sounds beginning to emerge from the surrounding air.

Instantly, snowflakes the size of goose feathers drifted throughout the dilapidated house, and as Leng Hua's seals fell, those snowflakes all gathered together, forming countless sharp ice thorns.

Sun Wukong looked around and only then discovered that he was already trapped in the middle of a sea of ice thorns.

Those ice thorns shot violently toward Sun Wukong's body from all directions.

Although Sun Wukong was of the Spirit Stone Body and had even forged a body of steel and iron, he had already sensed an extremely powerful aura from those ice thorns.

On the side of the Guanshi Mirror, Wu Feng furrowed his brows; he clearly realized that things were developing in an unpredictable direction.

"This Bone-Chilling Cold Fire is not just fire; it can also condense into ice."

Wu Feng furrowed his brows, his eyes filled with worry.

"I see those ice thorns have clearly reached an extremely hard level; can Sun Wukong's body withstand it?"

Xiao Bai looked at Wu Feng, his expression also extremely nervous.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

Sun Wukong continuously swung the Jingu Bang around his body, the staff forming flowers as he continuously blocked the ice thorns shooting violently from all directions.

Although his defensive speed was already very fast, some ice thorns still pierced his body, and snowflakes had already begun to drift from his body.

Seeing this scene, Leng Hua curled his lips into a smile and said, "It seems the hardness of my ice thorns is still acceptable!"

As soon as he finished speaking, blue light flared in Leng Hua's pupils, and then his white hair suddenly drifted up, forming a huge expanse throughout the dilapidated house.